27th Jan 2015, 4:29 AM
in The Rite of Serfdom
This spark, this needle, these maggots!
[[The Sower looks down at Ottar.]]
[[The Sower opens a cloth bag. It is filled with maggots.]]
[[The Sower kneels down, preparing to place a handful of maggots on Ottar's body.]]
[[A hand shoots out towards the Sower's wrist, causing her to lose her grip on the maggots. The hand is that of an elderly green faerie, wrinkled and liver-spotted.]]
[[The Sower opens a cloth bag. It is filled with maggots.]]
[[The Sower kneels down, preparing to place a handful of maggots on Ottar's body.]]
[[A hand shoots out towards the Sower's wrist, causing her to lose her grip on the maggots. The hand is that of an elderly green faerie, wrinkled and liver-spotted.]]
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Reinder Dijkhuis
27th Jan 2015, 4:29 AM
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